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All day sailing from Régua
to Barca d'Alva (near Spanish border)
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Friday 17th November 2023
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After a quiet night
docked in Régua, we departed the town before breakfast.
We would be sailing all the way to the Spanish border today
and it was important that the ship arrived on time at the
three locks en-route in order to avoid delays and to ensure
that we arrived at our destination before nightfall. At
the height of summer with longer days, this isn't too much
of an issue, but with shorter days in late autumn, we needed
to keep on the move, especially as this is the most scenic
part of the river and we didn't want to miss any of it. |
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The map of our journey
today, with Régua on the left and Barca d'Alva on
the right. The Spanish border is formed by the river between
Barca d'Alva and Vega de Terron. |
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Once
again, the full stretch of the river for context. |
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Soon
after leaving our docking location, we arrived at the lock which
would raise us up to the Régua
Dam. |
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Almost as soon as we
exited the lock, the clouds began to clear rapidly and for
the rest of the day, we had gorgeous warm sunshine for some
of the most beautiful scenery on the Douro. We couldn't
have asked for more. |
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Standing
on the top deck and seeing two trains passing by was the cherry
on the top for Geoff! |
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At some
points, the river became quite narrow, with many twists and turns. |
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At around lunchtime,
we arrived at the lock which would raise us up to the Valeira
Dam. |
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Another
ship was making its way downstream as we exited the lock. |
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From the lounge, we
saw some interesting rock formations (enhanced by the reflections
from the ship's windows). |
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At around 3pm, we arrived
at the lock would raise us up (for the last time on this
journey) to the Pocinho
Dam. |
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We were torn between
wanting to be on deck while we were rising up the lock and
simultaneously wanting to be at the cheese, charcuterie
and wine tasting event, hosted by executive chef, Marcelino.
Somehow we managed to do both! |
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Afterwards, with the
afternoon shadows beginning to lengthen, we still had almost
two hours of sailing left before our arrival at Barca d'Alva.
The light was perfect and this was probably the best couple
of hours on the entire trip. |
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Approaching the bridge
at Barca d'Alva as the sun set. We were aiming to dock behind
the two ships on the right. Beyond the bridge, the Spanish
port of Vega de Terron can just be seen. The hill in the
centre above the bridge is in Spain. The land on either
side of the bridge is in Portugal. Tomorrow, we would cross
that bridge on a coach for our morning excusion, while the
majority of people were going into Spain for a day-long
trip to Salamanca, also by coach. |
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After
dinner, we were treated to an evening of Flamenco. The dancers had
come across from Spain. |
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